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[ he's not really surprised to come home to an empty house, even on a saturday. he doesn't even need to call riku to know where he is; instead, he rolls his eyes to the ceiling in a long-suffering manner as he moves over the kitchen table to set the costco-bought cookies for riku's monday class. then he goes about his usual rituals: checking the fridge, making a note on the portable white-board on what they need to go shopping for, pouring himself a bowl of cereal & peeking in the bathroom to check on the ducks.

he spends a good ten minutes petting them (quack, quack) before he remembers the cereal -- now soggy. but he eats it anyway, slipping on his reading glasses to flip through the latest science journal that sora had received a free subscription while tucked into the corner of the couch, waiting for riku to get home. ]

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[ after six hours at school, five of those hours dedicated to scolding students, four to patrolling, two to grade quizzes, one for a lunch break, a half an hour to tell certain students that they can't visit him, and a ten minute drive later and he's finally home. looks worse for the wear as he drags himself up to his and rob's house, giving the most half-assed wave to one of his neighbors when they greet him; he's too drained to do much more than that at that moment.

fumbles with his keys briefly to unlock the door, unaware that rob is already inside. it's only when he reaches the living room that he notices him, staring. after a long moment of silence: ]

Hi.

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[ rouses into a more awakened state when he hears riku, blinking at him lazily. ]

Hey. Detention go well?

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[ scoots towards him further, putting his briefcase down on the coffee table. ]

Brilliantly. It was a wonderful idea, if I do say so myself.

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[ sets the journal & the cereal bowl on the ground so that he can sit up & reach for him. ]

One day, you'll learn.

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[ shuffles on over, sitting down next to him so he can lean down and plop his head on rob's shoulder. ]

No I won't. I'll keep on doing this until I die. I'll never learn.

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[ reaches a hand into riku's hair to massage gently at the scalp, while the other gives comforting strokes to the back of one of riku's hands. ]

Ye of little faith.

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[ finally sighs, smiling. relaxes into his hold, letting himself go slightly limp for the moment. ]

Does this mean your day fared better than mine, ye of too much faith?

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[ stops the hand petting for a moment as he shrugs. ]

I guess. It was a typical Saturday. [ then, while continuing up the motions, he adds: ] I bought your cookies.

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[ raises his head slightly to brush his nose up against the other's, smile softening. ]

Thanks. I really appreciate it.

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[ flop; head goes back to rest on rob's shoulder as his eye twitches. ]

But now I don't think those brats deserve anything.

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[ turns his head to press his nose into riku's hair, speaking against the strands, sounding a little amused: ]

Is there a story in there, or just the usual?

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[ animosity is clear when he says, a little flatly: ]

Texting is the devil's work.

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[ raises a brow. ]

I don't know, it's a pretty useful piece of modern technology.

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Not when you're trying to lecture.

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[ hums in a considering manner. ]

If you add in more violence, they might be more interested.

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[ grumbles, wrapping his arms around rob's waist to pull him closer. ]

No, my lessons are great enough already.

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[ drops his hand from riku's hair down to the other's back, patting it soothingly. ]

Not to the puberty hormones.

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[ holds on a bit tighter, huffing. ]

I'll knock it out of them sooner or later.

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If you know how to knock out adolescent hormones, you'd be world-renowned.

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And filthy rich. Then we can buy our own island and live there forever instead.

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We can already do that.

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I'd rather make the money myself.

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[ pauses before he says i make money too-- & simply shakes his head. ]

That'll take a lot of children to suffer through.

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Good thing the current generation today doesn't listen to anything in Sex Ed, then. [ glances down to the floor, removing himself to pick up the bowl of cereal. turns back to rob. ] An act of desperation?

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[ rests his head against riku's shoulder, turning his face so that it's faced away from the other. ]

Pre-meal snack.